Song-pocalypse
My newest column is about the possibility that we have a finite amount of songs that is ever-dwindling. Don’t panic just yet. Okay, panic.
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My newest column is about the possibility that we have a finite amount of songs that is ever-dwindling. Don’t panic just yet. Okay, panic.
I’ve been working on a ballet/ choral
music project over the last year. We had a private preview for special dance and theater folks on Monday, and the dance blog Oberon’s Grove took some pretty photos and summed up the night.
I have a new column up that capitalizes on the life and death of Lennon the Dog, a great
companion and friend who also manages in this case to serve the narrative well.
You can find it, as always, over at Local Cut.
(Just kidding about taking advantage of the death of an animal. He was a sweet dog and I miss him.)
Here is my column for the week. It’s about a cross I found in
a well at the mission in San Juan Bautista. And the advice that Dorothy got on the road to see the Wizard.
It involves this piece of advice from artist Ryan Pierce:
“Your priority in life shouldn’t be to work hard and save money, because at some point all money will lose its value.”